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NaBloPoMo#15

I doubt that I'm accomplishing much by maintaining this particular blog. 15 days and over 11.000 words. I don't like quitting but it's getting in the way. It takes up too much time.

At least I entered Shadows&Light before the deadline. Found something I wrote in October, put it on-line, edited, made it an item, posted... just in time. "I too have survived" 

I want to stay here two more months. Pannya and I need to work that out... face to face... long-distance by texting doesn't work. I need to know his plans. If not... I need to make decisions without his input. Regardless it would be nice to be here in July and again next November. March/April needs to be avoided (just like in Costa Rica). Heat, dust, smoke... not healthy for me.

And health matters. I looked at renting a room in a hospital yesterday. Didn't like the set-up and prices. I did like the big 'expensive' room though. Need to look at another hospital nearby that rents apartments. I have little time left.

My health is better here but I worry too much and get attached. The mantra of Thailand is "let it go".

To Cappucine in "Not better. A whinge "  "Large classes can make it difficult for the quiet kids or those who dislike large groups. A cull to 15-20 may improve their participation and attitude.

Jacaranda... I don't know that I'll be here when next they bloom.

Meds... doctor... therapist... I don't like meds personally but they help millions if the correct med and dosage can be worked out."

To Advent Pumpkin in "Diets-Who Needs Them (I do)I" 

"Living with someone helps me regulate. But Pannya is visiting his mother; so, I'll eat rice (with butter) today. I did my exercise this morning and 'winter' has started. The lower temps will make it easier to be outside. I try to walk every day.

My legs are stronger than a year ago but I can't walk fast like I used to. I try not to think about stairs until I go back to Montana.

The wealthy can afford a cook, an accountant, a chauffeur, a housekeeper. The rest of us just cope.

When I was younger... last century... I lost a lot of weight by dancing every night. Now, not having a car = walking (dangerous in Thailand).

I needn't do some things alone; but, I'm used to not being in groups and becoming a groupie is an undesirable option for me."

To Charity Marie - <3 in "Post-Surgery" 

"I need platonic friends. That's what most friends are regardless.

Family is e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g here. Parents can be controlling; guilt tripping is culturally normal. Pannya is at his mom's... Yes, I am enjoying my solitude... at times... but I miss him dearly and hope he's back by the 19th.

Yes he has ED due to meds; but, those meds allow him to function. Cuddling is fine. Knowing he's by my side is comforting.

We've 'been together' kinda, sorta, for one year. I don't see a future for us. And that's causing personal dilemmas for me.

At my age I need to be careful walking here in Thailand. Sidewalks and curbs are notoriously bad and crossing streets is dangerous. I can afford any distraction."

To Lilith 🎄 Christmas Cheer in "World Kindness Day!"  I do some of these all the time = good habit.
Donuts every day = bad habit.

I like the idea of painting rocks. It's been done in Missoula. Children would love it! Do a dozen or more (rocks don't have calories) and hide them in a section of town (needn't be a park; sidewalks tend to be public...) then have a scavenger hunt! Some won't be found... maybe for years! But the messages will always be welcome. And rocks don't go bad like eggs.

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